Chapter 47
"Orchid Garden" is named after the orchids that are planted all over the garden.

The entire Orchid Garden is simple and beautiful, with the elegance of "orchids grow in the front yard, scented and waiting for the breeze". There is such a garden in Lin'an Prefecture where there is a lot of land, and only a close relative of the royal family like Meng Changqing can afford it.

Faced with the new garden, Meng Changqing was very proud. After leading the people through the door, he introduced it with great effort, which fully demonstrated the meaning of the hard-earned garden.

Qin Yuehuai lived in Bianjing when he was a child. What hasn't he seen?No matter it is elegant, grand or luxurious style, what kind of style does Da Zhou Da Nei not have?In addition, for so many years, his heart was not above comfort and enjoyment, so he couldn't help but turn a deaf ear to Meng Changqing's endless talk.

On the contrary, the outspoken Shen Yanhan cooperated by complimenting Meng Changqing on his elegant taste and generous use of wealth, making Meng Changqing really feel that he had done a great help to Qin Yuehuai and his wife, and looked at Qin Yuehuai frequently, suggesting that he would give some feedback.

With such sticky eyes, as always, Qin Yuehuai chose to ignore it.

Meng Changqing couldn't pry Qin Yuehuai, who was as stable as a mountain, and chose to conquer the more friendly Shen Yanhan: "Third brother and sister, has your seventh son painted for you? How many paintings has he painted for you?"

Qin Yuehuai had a habit. Whenever he was interested in something, he would draw it to express his thoughts. Summer clouds and autumn moon, scenery of the four seasons, solitary peaks and wild geese... The pen and ink he left behind were always more than his words. many.

In Meng Changqing's opinion, if a man like Qin Yuehuai, who doesn't show his emotions, marries Shen Yanhan as his wife, he must be deeply in love with Shen Yanhan.Since he is a favorite, it is not uncommon to see him in his paintings.

Qin Yuehuai's paintings of women, rare things are valuable, and one painting is worth several landscapes.

If he could get one, he sent it.

After Shen Yanhan praised Meng Changqing, she was secretly calculating the rent of the house in her heart. Perhaps she had the blood of merchants from her maternal ancestor Qi family's blood in her bones. She was not a little lady who liked to take advantage of others, but liked to settle accounts openly.Since she was responsible for supporting the family, now that Meng Changqing had borrowed the house for her kindness, she silently calculated the cost in order to repay him in the future.

Because of this distraction, Shen Yanhan suddenly heard a question and did not understand the precise meaning of "for you", so he replied to Meng Changqing: "He has painted phoenixes. Not many, two or three."

Meng Changqing was surprised: "Phoenix? Why draw a phoenix?"

Before Shen Yanhan could say "sell", Tang You, who was very talented in literature, answered: "The phoenix is ​​singing on that high hill. The phoenix trees are growing on that rising sun. The vines are luxuriant, and Yongyong is crowing. Of course it is. The painting shows a husband and wife who get along well with each other and create a harmonious atmosphere.”

Shen Yanhan was stunned by this explanation.

Seeing Tang You and Lu Yuan nodding and looking at each other, the talented Lu Yuan looked convinced. She couldn't help but doubt the knowledge she had not reviewed for a long time.

She approached Qin Yuehuai and asked in a low voice: "This phoenix, can it still have this meaning? That poem says that the king and his ministers are not in harmony with each other?"

Qin Yuehuai turned to look at Tang You, who had been devoted to his wife since the marriage and everything was related to the couple's affection. He silently pulled his lower lip and said in a straight voice: "Probably."

For the same thing, Meng Changqing asked for paintings, Shen Yanhan asked for money, and Tang You asked for love.The three people beside him really all have their own loves.

Shen Yanhan frowned and looked at him.

She began to doubt Qin Yuehuai's knowledge level again: He might not be able to understand such a basic article as "The Book of Songs", but what about other articles?Will it be worse?She became increasingly worried about his scientific future.

Seeing her gloomy look, Meng Changqing took the opportunity to quietly ask: "Has he ever painted you?"

Shen Yanhan shook his head.

Before she could say why she was painted, Meng Changqing asked: "Why not paint? How interesting it is to put a beautiful woman into a painting, write words and chants on the painting!"

He persuaded Shen Yanhan with his own purpose in mind: "Ask him to draw two pictures for you. When I look back in the future, I will know what you look like this year. You must not let down the beautiful scenery!"

Meng Changqing said the words "beautiful scenery at a good time" because he was inspired by the beautiful scenery he saw in his favorite garden. But these words happened to hit the heart of Shen Yanhan, who was born today.

Today is indeed a good day.

If she enters the painting, it will really be convenient for her to know next year what she will look like this year.

Feeling moved, Shen Yanhan was finally persuaded by Meng Changqing, and later in the evening she actually made a request to Qin Yuehuai, asking him to make a birthday painting for her.

Qin Yuehuai just finished drinking the medicine slowly and looked up at her from behind the bowl.

Shen Yanhan's eyes were shining with expectation, completely different from the preoccupied look when he entered Lanyuan.

He looked at the outfit she had dressed up for her birthday today, and was willing to fulfill her birthday wish, saying yes in a deep voice.

The soft light of the sunset quietly falls around, the wind is gentle, the clouds are light, and the fragrance of orchids lingers.

Shen Yanhan looked down at Qin Yuehuai from a high position.

There was still some moisture left by the decoction on the corners of his lips, but their color was pale. At this moment, he was sitting under the eaves, the sunlight fell on his legs, and his white clothes glowed softly, making him look weak and vulnerable.

Shen Yanhan sat next to him, took the bowl from his hand and put it aside, then raised her hand to gently rub his heart, and asked him hesitantly and worriedly: "You have been curing the problem for many years, right? "

Qin Yuehuai nodded.

Shen Yanhan's eyes looked at him more and more lovingly, "Because you don't have anything to eat and you don't eat on time. Are you hungry?"

He fled south and traveled to many places. He was precarious and could not eat regularly. After several years of hard work, his body was not as strong as his will, and he finally fell into this problem.

It was true, but he was used to it.

Qin Yuehuai smiled indifferently.

After receiving a positive answer, Shen Yanhan couldn't help but feel sour in her heart. She buried her forehead into Qin Yuehuai's neck and rubbed it.

"You're so pitiful..." She often made this clingy cat-like gesture towards him in private. Qin Yuehuai was already used to it. He felt his neck was itchy from her hair and raised his chin slightly. .

Meng Changqing, who came to inquire about the painting, saw this scene and hurriedly stepped outside the hospital.

There's something interesting about Qin Yuehuai's silly look of being immersed in the love between his children.

Meng Changqing claimed to be a romantic man, but in fact he was empty deep inside. He often acted out and had fun, and there were many women who chatted with him, drank wine and wrote poems with him. In fact, very few of them came close to the depths of his heart.

Meng Changqing paused on the spot.

Seeing Qin Yuehuai's lovely wife in his arms, and then thinking about the endless love between Tang You and Lu Yuan, staying in Lanyuan, five people getting along with each other, and him alone, how lonely it is.

Meng Changqing tapped his chin with his folding fan, stepped out of Lanyuan, and ordered the driver to go to the direction of Zhengyun's painting of the boat.

After Shen Yanhan rubbed Qin Yuehuai for a while, she straightened up and looked at him and vowed: "I will definitely make more money and let you live a good life with rich clothes and fine food!"

Today's encounters made Shen Yanhan fall into a deep self-reflection: In this world, if you don't seek power, you have to seek money and power.We must never let anyone bully us again.

Qin Yuehuai looked at her with calm eyes, stretched out his uninjured leg, and behaved leisurely.

Shen Yanhan couldn't guess that although he was smiling at her warmly, he was actually thinking about how to end this fake kiss with her smoothly, decently, and without breaking her heart.

After Shen Yanhan expressed his heroic ambitions, he continued to rest his head on Qin Yuehuai's shoulder, immersed in thinking about how to do big business.

Until the end of the birthday banquet celebrated by Tang You and his wife for her, her concern about money did not stop for a moment.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the lights are half dim.

After returning to the rest room, Shen Yanhan did not go to bed. Instead, he sat upright at the desk, leaning over the desk to write, extremely focused.

She wrote for a long time, rambled on, occasionally raised her head to think, and then continued writing.Qin Yuehuai called her several times, but she didn't answer.

Qin Yuehuai had no choice but to hold the book in his hand and sit on the edge of the bed, reading and waiting.

About half an hour later, Qin Yuehuai raised his hand to rub his forehead, and said with unconcealable fatigue in his voice: "Jiaojiao, it's time to sleep."

Shen Yanhan still didn't respond.

Qin Yuehuai put down the book in his hand and raised his head, "Jiao..."

Qin Yuehuai's call stopped abruptly because he saw that Shen Yanhan had fallen asleep on the table.

Qin Yuehuai stood up slowly and walked to the table. Only then did he have the opportunity to see Shen Yanhan's masterpiece today.

She was keeping accounts and was quite meticulous.

How much is the average monthly rent for him and her to stay in Lanyuan, how much does it cost for three meals, how much is the salary corresponding to the level of the maid who serves them, how much does it cost for him to pay for a doctor's medicine... and so on.

From the words to the person, Qin Yuehuai looked at it quietly for a long time.

She slept obediently, with a long page of plans for the future buried under her reddish cheeks. Qin Yuehuai suddenly felt a desire for peaceful years and infinite nostalgia in his heart.

He bent down, put one hand through her armpits, and the other through her knees, and slowly picked her up from the chair.

Shen Yanhan half-opened his eyes in a daze, and when he saw it was someone else, he rested his head on his neck, and even murmured in a low voice: "I will earn a lot of money to support you, and you won't go hungry in the future..." …”

Qin Yuehuai's heart was extremely soft.

Putting the person on the bed, Qin Yuehuai helped her take off her shoes and footwear. Her feet were white and tender, and her pink fingers were like pearls. He opened the quilt and lay down in it.

Shen Yanhan felt the heat source beside him, twisted her body and came close to his cheek.

She looked at him with blurred eyes, "Qilang..."

Qin Yuehuai tilted his head and lowered his eyes. His eyes met her full red lips that smelled of wine and heat, and his mouth suddenly felt dry.It was so tempting, he had tasted it, and even today Shen Yanhan didn't take the initiative to kiss him, he missed it a little.

Qin Yuehuai's impulse, which he didn't know where to come from, broke through the boundary of his usual forbearance. He stretched out his index finger and thumb, clamped her white and tender chin, and raised it gently.

He leaned towards her and took the initiative to kiss her on the lips on Shen Yanhan's birthday.

Shen Yanhan's chaotic thoughts were awakened by him. After she understood what the two of them were doing, she unconsciously reached out to caress his person. Qin Yuehuai's middle coat was slightly open, and a few of his hair were as soft as bones. The finger bones slid in quietly.

Shen Yanhan got her wish and touched the place below the collarbone that she had never visited before.

There is a scar there.

Her fingers were guided by the vertical scars.

Qin Yuehuai snorted and tensed up his nerves.

He pushed away Shen Yanhan's people and suffered the consequences of his own doing.

(End of this chapter)

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